Snow Angels

by C. Fennessy

Back at the hotel, a red-headed bus boy was clearing tables in the restaurant where the girls had lunch earlier. A black-haired man in his thirties wearing a black leather coat approached the bus boy.

  "So, what do you have for me?" he asked the bus boy.

  The red-headed young man looked around to see if anyone was listening.

  "I just heard that we have a celebrity staying here. Kelly Carlson. She's the daughter of one of the Carlson Hotels guys."

  "No kiddin'!" the dark-haired man said, “This may be our golden opportunity to make some real money.”

  "But she has two other girls with her," added the red-headed young man.

  "The more the merrier," the older man said. "I'll find out their room number. I'll meet you after your shift."

  The bus boy looked away without replying as the other left.